I led the wand on her clit for as long as I could, until she clamped her thighs tight and begged me to take it away.By the time she calmed, she was al...ost limp on my lap. I doubted she could take more at that point, her body was wracked with exertion, exhausted by both the sting of the belt and the force of her release. "That's enough, pet. I forgive you for disobeying." Really, Daddy? No more spanking?" Not today, babygirl. Was it really so bad?" I let her kneel in front of me and I drew her. "More!" she moaned. "It feels better the harder you hit it!"Within minutes I had worked up to a furious pace, hammering into her tight little pussy, and pounding the head of my cock against her cervix.She pulled off the sheet so she could put her legs in the air higher."Fuck me harder, James!" she cried, "I'm cumming!! Oh God, I'm cumming on my big brother's dick!!!"Hearing those words was all it took to put me over the edge.I couldn't even speak. All I could do was make gutteral groans and. ‘A portion of chicken and a jacket potato for me I think… along with a side salad, and we can share a pot of tea?’ she looked questioningly at Peter who nodded in agreement. ‘Yes, I think I’ll go for the same, simple, cheerful and filling.’ Miranda pulled out her purse and handed Peter a twenty pound note. ‘You go and order then, while I nip to the ladies room to freshen up a little, my hands feel like they are covered with ink powder from that printer.’ By the time Miranda returned from the. Then she turned and looked over her shoulder at the way the curves of her naked ass peeked out from under the tight shorts. That made her giggle, too.Facing the mirror again, she squeezed a finger into the crotch of her cut-offs and massaged her clit. She moaned softly, liking the sensation. Her eyes got glassy as she thought about doggie-cock.Horny for some cock, she pranced out of the house, her tits jiggling ever so slightly. She hopped onto her bike and pedaled down the street. There would.